Monday, April 29, 2013

I'm sorry to announce that I'll be on a brief hiatus and will return after several weeks. It's the end of the semester so I have countless grading and evaluations to do. I'm also bent on cranking out the final edits of my book. And thirdly, I'm studying Japanese and for the GREs. I plan to go to Japan soon and to get into a PhD program next year. I promise to be back soon with better and cooler content! Thanks so much for reading.

Monday, April 15, 2013

A horrible tragedy has hit my hometown. Please pray and send thoughts for the injured and the families of those who have lost loved ones. This horror has truly left me speechless...Emotions well up in my chest and spill over in tears by this senseless carnage. God have mercy on us all.

Monday, April 1, 2013

Happy April 1st
Everyone! A new month, a new start, a new everything! Just the way I like it.
March was not a good blogging month for me because I worked on a big project
due at the end of the month, and it occupied most of my time. However, the
deadline was extended so now I can breathe and relax a little bit.

Loved it!

This weekend I finally had a
chance to watch Les Miserables and I
loved it because of its grand story, plethora of interesting characters, and a
message of hope for tomorrow despite the wretchedness, pain, and darkness that
surrounds existence. It unveiled the amazing power of love and mercy, and
how one act of kindness or cruelty can ripple into the future to dramatically
change the lives of people interconnected by faith, hope, and despair. And I
love musicals so of course I replayed the songs on Spotify until the melodies
were stitched on my brain. Despite all the death and sorrow diffused throughout
Les Mis, I found it inspiring and
uplifting. Ironic, I know.

This brings me to today’s topic of
Death. This is not my first post on Death. However, I want to expand a little
more on what can be learned from this morose truth of our lives.

Death helps one to stop sweating the small stuff.

A good friend forgot a birthday or
rescinded a promise to meet-up? Sister or brother annoyed the hell of out of
you because they forgot to do something important? Parents on your case about
this or that, and you’ve finally hit the red zone? Boss gave you crap over
something that wasn’t your fault? That important package didn’t arrive on time?
Another rejection from a coveted job application? Agent? Potential love
interest? An idiot made an ignorant comment about you or others? And so on and
so on.

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These things may be small as
isolated problems but do the addition and it all becomes an overwhelming mess
that turns you into a sour patch kid when you expend energy on losing your cool.
When I think that I’ll die tomorrow or that the person annoying me at some
particular moment might die tomorrow too, that insignificant problem diminishes
even further and I recover from it quickly. The steam escapes, I take a deep
breath, and I choose love and calm, the path of peace and onward to bigger and
better things. Because they’re really are bigger and better things out there. Ain’t nobody got time for sweating the small stuff!

Death helps one to focus on the bigger and better things.

Usually people are very concerned
about safety and security, and they are within their rights to be so concerned.
Nobody likes the feeling that his or her life is in danger of failure or that
tomorrow looms like a big question mark. It’s easy to settle because settling
usually offers a means of safety and security. Some people don’t mind settling
and they’re quite content with it. Good for them. However, if you’re like me, I
don’t want to settle in anything—career, life partner, dreams, etc. To settle
is to throw time away, invite boredom, which is worse than death, and slowly
torture and kill passion. One of my worst case scenarios is to die knowing that
I had settled in the most important things, that I didn’t have the gall to take
risks, dance a little with danger and uncertainty, be patient in the long
journey to achieve my dreams, and attain the rewards for such courage in the
midst of voices preaching reason to settle.

I don’t want to live that way, and
my decision to pursue the bigger and better things has put me in a vulnerable
place. I don’t have misguided fantasies about working on what I love and
rejecting stability and security through a means I know will make me unhappy.
When you make a decision to pursue dreams, difficulties will come like a flood,
people will talk negatively about or to you, and doubts and impatience will rise,
along with the fears that you’re wasting your years on some big idea or project
you can’t let go. There will be tears and grinding of the teeth. In other
words, you will be tested and walk through fire. And that’s what sets you apart
from others who can’t take the heat, so they settle.

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However, it’s in the fire that you
grow more than you ever thought you could, develop the endurance to withstand
the darkest days and nights, inspire others and stand out for your uniqueness
and courage, and ultimately find and receive something even grander than your
dreams. If I must die, I want to die doing something above and beyond myself,
not living a life of a person who settled. I want to die living, not die dying.
Like Victor Hugo said, “It’s nothing to die. It is frightful
not to live.”

How about you? What has death
taught you? I’d love to hear your responses!

Thursday, March 21, 2013

"It's the friends you can call up at 4 a.m. that matter." Marlene Dietrich

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Trinity Events occupied
two offices in an old four-story brick building situated between an indie
coffee shop called 37 Drops and an arts
supply store, which made for an ideal location. After she picked up a large cup
of coffee and a packet of dried apricots, Trinity climbed the familiar steps to
her offices, as she never bothered for the elevator.

A hair salon, Amazing Cuts, took residence in the first floor, and its owner was
a sweet lady named Annabelle who never opened before 11, so Trinity usually
greeted the middle-aged woman at her lunch break. Up on the second floor were
several paper and copy services; third floor, a travel and real estate agency
among others; and the fourth floor hailed her events business, along with a
couple of environmental grassroots organizers and premium kitchen knife
salespeople.

She wasn’t
the only one who came early thirty minutes before show time. Someone had turned
on the main lights of the offices, and Trinity had a good guess about the early
bird’s identity. She opened the door and wasn’t surprised to see Acadia Jyung
in one of her many spring dresses, her long auburn hair curly at the ends. She sat
at the large semi-circle reception desk with a croissant in her petite hand and
brown eyes on the computer screen. She looked up.

“Trin! Good
morning,” she said, covering her mouth, but her eyes smiled.

“Morning
Acadia.” Trinity leaned over the tall desk. “You know you don’t have to be here
this early, right?” The metallic square clock behind her friend said it was a
little after half past eight.

“And you
know you don’t have to worry about me and time, right? Croissant? I bought a
whole box for everybody to share.”

“You can’t
live on coffee and that every morning. Come on, take one. They’re delicious.
You’ll make me feel bad if you don’t.” Acadia stood and placed the box of
freshly baked croissants right under Trinity’ nose.

Trinity admitted the warm aroma was
beyond inviting, and her stomach grumbled in approval. “Oh, alright. Just one.”

“Very
good.” Acadia grinned and turned her head slightly to the right whenever she
got her way. “Our newest member is finally coming in today, right?”

“Spiro?
Yes, he starts today.” Trinity knew that
her friend had the date circled in red permanent marker on her calendar. She
asked every day of the new member’s arrival just to make sure he hadn’t changed
his mind.

Acadia sat
back down and rested her elbows close to the computer screen. “Spiro Karimov…where
did you find such an amazing beauty? I’m actually getting goose bumps at the
thought of meeting him today. Seriously Trin, he looks like a model!”

Trinity
laughed. “Just between us, I got him just for you.”

“Ha.Ha.
Nice try. Come on. You’ve been all secretive about it, and I want to know.
There’s no use hiding it now that the day is finally here.”

“Then wait
a little longer. He’ll tell everybody his story.”

“Ugh, why
are you so mean?” Acadia stuck out her lower lip.

“No no,
missy. There will be no pouting in this establishment,” Trinity teased, and
winked.

“Heartless
as always,” Acadia said.

Trinity chuckled and strolled away
from the reception desk to her own desk situated at the opposite end of the
room.

She organized the office space into
four worker stations with a large conference table that cut through the middle
of them. The walls were a warm olive green with orange accents such as the
border of the windows and doors. Large high-definition framed pictures of past
successful weddings, graduations, banquets, and other celebrations and
ceremonies decorated the area. A collection of plush orange furniture sat in
the corner with a refreshment stand for clients and guests. The second office
space served as storage, and now, thanks to the addition of their newest member,
a digital darkroom.

Sterling
Xing was the first person to trickle into the office after Acadia. Trinity’s handsome
six-foot tall college friend responsible for finance, budgeting, and supplies chatted
a little with Acadia, swiped three croissants from the box amid her protests,
and sauntered over to Trinity with a croissant half down his throat. He took a
banana from his leather bag and threw it at her.

She caught
it and shook her head. “Why does everyone have the need to feed me today?”

“Have you
looked in a mirror? It’s like you’re running for Ms. Anorexia or something.
Here you can have my cinnabon too.” He placed it in front of her.

“Not funny,”
she said and raised her brows high.

Sterling half
smiled and sat on her desk. Locks of his jet-black hair fell a little over his
eyes as he leaned forward. “You broke up with her again, didn’t you?”

Trinity
unpeeled the banana and sighed. All these food offerings actually made her
hungry. Sterling did well. This banana was ripe and succulent in her mouth. “This
time is final. We won’t be getting back together.”

“Yeah,
sure. Maybe you two should go see a therapist.”

“A
therapist? I don’t think so. Like I said, it’s over.”

“For you and
Val, it’s never over. Just another hiccup in a series of many. Trust me. See a
therapist.”

“Thanks for
the advice, but it’s not necessary. So, how’s Olivia doing?” Trinity asked,
switching the topic to Sterling’s wife of one year. Conversations about Valerie
always ended up in a spiral to nowhere.

“How come
you never ask me how I’m doing?” He
crossed his arms.

Trinity
smiled and threw the banana’s peel into her trash bin. “That’s easy. I like her
a lot more than you now.”

He laughed.
“Liv is peachy and happy. Should we still expect you for Saturday?”

“Of course,
you know how much I love your wine collection.”

“Yes,
unfortunately I do,” Sterling said and groaned.

“Hello,
beautiful people! And how are we this fine morning!”

That was Rhett de la Cruz,
the queen of social media and marketing and another college friend of
Trinity’s. The three of them started the events company a few years after their
college graduation and recruited Acadia soon after its inception. Her presence
always brought the energy of the room to overdrive, which Trinity loved and
appreciated for when they had to be on the grind.

“We’re
contemplating whether we can jump from the roof and successfully die thanks to
your voice,” Sterling said dryly.

“Sterling!
What are you doing here?” Rhett marched over. Her medium brown layered hair bounced with each step. “I thought I told Olivia to hide the key to your
cage.”

“I’ve been
getting that a lot lately.” Sterling turned his attention to Trinity who smiled
innocently.

“I didn’t
say I hated you. Only that I liked you less than Olivia.”

Rhett reached over to pinch her
cheeks. “Sweetie! What happened to your face? You look like you made out with
Death and she slapped you around a few times.”

Trinity
burst out laughing. “Are you serious?” She honestly did not know what she would
do without her friends, her second family.

“Take
this,” she gave Trinity a small bottle of Ensure drink. “I was going to give
this to my grandfather later, but I can get him another one. You need it.”

“She broke
up with Valerie again,” Sterling said like a first grade tattletale.

Rhett
clapped her hands in ear-popping fashion and widened her brown eyes. “Again! Ay dios mio. When will it
end? This can’t be healthy for a person’s heart, especially you honey. I’m so
sorry.”

Trinity
smiled sadly. “It’s okay.”

Rhett de la Cruz - outside work :)

She remembered when she briefly
dated Rhett when they were juniors in the middle of Trinity and Valerie’s
second break-up. They had a wonderful time together, but Trinity reconciled
with Valerie, and crushed Rhett’s heart. But Rhett forgave her and later met a
nice girl named Holly who she married a few years ago. Nearly all her good
friends were hitched now, and it made Trinity anxious to start this new part of
life.

Monday, March 18, 2013

Do you know that YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL, AMAZING,a BRIGHT
explosion of LIGHTin the darkness that surrounds?

Do you know how much YOU ARE LOVED, IMPORTANT, and SO
PRECIOUS, oh so precious that to lose you would bring so much pain and tears?

Do not be afraid.

Stand tall because you were meant to sit a top a mountain
and SHINE BRIGHT, brighter than the sun. YOUR SMILE is needed; your love, your
strength, your thoughts, YOUR WORDS, and the sound of YOUR LAUGHTER create
bursts of HAPPINESS and JOY all around.

I know how it is.

I too have felt the on going frustrations of this life, the
push of darkness against the chest, and the rejection that comes with being
different, being other, BEING YOURSELF.

I understand the pain of waiting, the conditions that say
nothing will change, that you’re stuck or worse, trapped in a dark, cold pit
with no way out.

I too hear the voices that whisper criticism and negativity

one.

after.

the.

other.

The whispers that tell the lie, “You will not be loved.”

NOT TRUE!

They are all but illusions that dissipate when you shake
them with the earthquake of power that lies within you.

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Yes, YOU! You possess
boundless strength, a heart that sees eternity, and a soul that sings melodies
more beautiful than heaven’s angels.

No one on this planet can BE YOU.

No one can create the life written in your footsteps and
inked in the hearts of those who:

have met you,

shared meals with you,

laughed with you,

cried with you,

dreamed with you,

danced with you,

hugged you,

kissed you,

heard your voice,

and held your held.

Do not lose HOPE. Hold on to FAITH. And do not give up on
LOVE.

Continue to create DREAMS that surprise you and lift you
higher without end.

Don’t let hurt from the past cramp your heart and keep it from
loving again.

LOVE again.

And again.

And again.

Yes, you really are that amazing.

And it’s okay to see some things like love, friendship,
failures, victories, and dreams through a simple lens. Overthinking tends to
bring more harm and confusion than good.

And if you must be afraid, take a step forward anyway
because you never know where you can go, who you can meet, what you can
accomplish, and all the things you can see, taste, feel, and know.

Life is an adventure waiting for you!

And if someone should dare belittle you or sound off all
your weaknesses and make you feel less than the amazing individual you really
are, know that it speaks more loudly about their insecurities, failures, and
shortcomings than yours. It’s not about you, but rather them. The truth is
they’re jealous of you, your dreams, your power, and the light within you that
pierces through anything and anyone.

And always be true to yourself and your voice because
anything else or less would be a true tragedy and a great loss. This world
already has enough of both.

So please, BE YOU and share the beauty that comes along with
it.

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And, always remember like my amazing friend Geo once said to
me, “Never, never lose your sense of HUMOR.”

Loving you,

A fellow human being

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"It is nothing to die. It is frightful not to live." - Victor Hugo, Les Misérables

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